Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Chapter 758 The Only Pure White Jasmine Flower in the Cultivation World (4)

With a deafening roar, a bolt of lightning struck straight at Xiong Bufan.

After sensing the danger, Xiong Bufan quickly dodged, but his roots were inevitably scorched by the lightning.

This Heavenly Way has no regard for martial virtue; it even resorts to sneak attacks.

Xiong Bufan looked up at the sky, feeling very resentful.

Another bolt of lightning struck, but this time Xiong Bufan dodged it quickly, leaping up from the ground to avoid the scorching heat.

"Impressive. The tribulation lightning isn't over yet; only thirty-five strikes were delivered just now."

"This heavenly lightning is half-baked." No sooner had Xiong Bufan finished speaking than a bolt of lightning struck him completely.

Xiong Bufan was slashed twice, and now he was completely enraged. He held his sword up to the sky and shouted, "Don't you dare slash me!"

A deafening rumble of thunder seemed to be a warning to Xiong Bufan to be more polite.

"Unbelievable, you have cultivated into human form."

Xiong Bufan looked down at his feet and found that they were still tree roots. "No."

Kongkong added, "His upper body has developed into a human form, or more accurately, it was formed by being struck by lightning."

Xiong Bufan looked at his arm, then at his navel, and realized that he was indeed half human and half flower.

"Boom, boom, boom."

Ten bolts of lightning remained. Xiong Bufan gripped his sword and prepared himself.

As long as the force of the heavenly lightning strikes is adjusted properly, even if one is not injured, one should be able to cultivate a complete human body through the tempering of the heavenly lightning.

"Rumble"

......

My previous wish was ultimately fulfilled in a different way.

With an afro, Xiong Bufan finally cultivated into human form. Feeling the abundant spiritual energy in his body, Xiong Bufan vaguely returned to the mountain.

"Kongkong, do I look beautiful now?"

Whether she is beautiful or not has always been Xiong Bufan's biggest concern, as it relates to whether she can make a living based on her looks.

Kongkong: "If you wash your face or put on some clothes, you'll look even more beautiful."

"I understand."

Xiong Bufan took out a piece of clothing from his spatial storage and haphazardly put it on.

The monsters in the mountains dared not come out, fearing that Xiong Bufan would deal with them.

This was a mountain range that Xiong Bufan had never set foot in before. Following the natural attraction of water to plants, Xiong Bufan slowly came to the riverbank.

He reached out and splashed some water, then haphazardly splashed some water on his face and began to wash it.

The bright moon hangs in the sky, like a small night light in the forest.

Xiong Bufan stared at his reflection in the water, and several times he could hardly believe that the beautiful woman in the water was actually himself.

Kongkong: "Bufan, you are so beautiful. Once you get out, you will definitely be able to eat for free because of your beauty."

"I believe this too."

"Kongkong, when are you going to receive my memories? I can't wait!"

"Just find a safe place."

"it is good."

After saying this, Xiong Bufan gradually transformed into his original form, a small flower, and buried himself in the soil.

This is the safest place, safer than anywhere else.

The original owner was just a small flower called the Worry Grass, which was considered a divine herb, living in the ruins of the battlefield between gods and demons—the Mountain Without Mountains.

In the past, he cultivated, cultivated, and cultivated without stopping, hoping to one day cultivate into human form. As a result, a group of important figures came to find a flower demon and helped the flower demon to undergo tribulation, which directly destroyed the mountain.

The original owner was also buried and eventually devoured by the Demon King, leaving only a wisp of soul that wandered in the air until it was taken away by the Heavenly Dao.

All of the Sorrow Grass's memories are here. Xiong Bufan scratched his head. Why are these memories the same as if he hadn't received them at all? They are all the growth history of a flower.

If all these dead flowers were like this, then the flowers and grasses on the mountain would keep Xiong Bufan busy for tens of thousands of years.

Kongkong felt something was amiss. In the cultivation world, everyone was particular about destroying the evidence, so how could a remnant soul of a flower be allowed to wander around?

Moreover, with such a short period of cultivation, it's already impressive that they have consciousness; how could they possibly have a soul?

Xiong Bufan: "There's a problem."

Kongkong thought Xiong Bufan had also realized this problem, but she was surprised that they were on the same page. She was touched and said, "Bufan, you go first."

Xiong Bufan: "They're trying to work me to death, that's really going too far."

Kong Kong: ???

Xiong Bufan explained, "If I were to save all the flowers and plants on this mountain, I would be exhausted to death."

Kongkong listened to Xiong Bufan's words and wiped away imaginary sweat from his face. "Bufan, I was talking about something else. The original owner's identity might be unusual. She might have been reincarnated as a flower."

"What was she in her previous life?"

Kongkong: "Let me take a look?"

Xiong Bufan scratched his head. This flower was far too common and ordinary. He wondered whether he should accept or not accept this kind of task next time.

The book given by the Void Heavenly Dao states that the original owner was a human in his previous life, but died young; in his life before that, he was also a human, but still died young... Going back ten lives, he was destined to die young in every one of them, and he never even got married.

In this final life, she was reborn as a flower, and unsurprisingly, she died young. But luckily, Xiong Bufan transmigrated into her body.

Xiong Bufan: "Kongkong, did you see anything?"

Kongkong: "You were a rather tragic person in your past life, but extraordinary. Would you like to hear what the original owner's wish was?"

"What is her wish? To become an immortal or a human?"

Kongkong: "Neither. The original owner wanted you to kill someone, someone from your dream."

"and then?"

Kongkong: "That's all. This was the only wish of the original owner."

The events caused by the person in her dream had a profound impact on her, becoming an obsession for the original owner of the body.

Xiong Bufan's roots have now touched the river water and absorbed enough moisture. Xiong Bufan's head has emerged from the soil, looking like an ordinary person buried in the ground with only his head remaining.

He turned his head and looked around, wondering, "Have I completed my mission yet?"

Kongkong: "No."

"Did the original owner know what the person in the dream looked like?"

"She didn't know, she only knew that the person's name was Twilight."

Xiong Bufan fell silent. This task was really difficult, just as troublesome as transforming into flowers and plants and then cultivating into human form.

She couldn't possibly take a sword and chop up everyone in this world, until she reached the people in the original owner's dream.

That would lead to bloodshed and harm many innocent people, and Kongkong would definitely not agree to it...

A man walked over and looked at Xiong Bufan, asking with concern, "Miss, what are you doing here?"

"None of your business," Xiong Bufan said irritably. She hated these onlookers.

An older cultivator walked over and used his sword to separate Xiong Bufan from the young man. "Fang Cun, the one in the mountains might not be human. Stay away from her."

Xiong Bufan: "Do I look more like a man or a god to you?"

Xiong Pizi's perseverance in seeking a title from the ordinary world all the way to the cultivation world is truly admirable.